The luminary poet <br />Would light up like Elmo's fire <br />When he read another scribes work <br />Especially when it was more vibrant then his <br />For he was a poor sad old spark <br />He took on a old Indian name, 'Pissing In The Wind' <br />His western name was, 'Pearson In The Wind' <br />He pretended to be articulate and mature <br />And drank huge amounts of fire-water <br />That would de-activate his brain <br />He had a medical condition where -by <br />He had to have his we-wee's sitting down <br />It was said to be caused by a hormonal imbalence <br />He would assume dual personalities <br />One day he would be, 'Pissing In The Wind' <br />The next day he would be, Crouching Dog From Lamount' <br />One fatal day he criticised- <br />The old crocodile poet Indian name, 'Longa Dick' <br />That old will o the wisp poet <br />Lit his Friar's lantern <br />Mixed up a verbal mix so potent <br />That, ' Pissing In The Wind' was shitting <br />Radium luminous paint for a week <br />Yes he lit up like a candlebrum <br />He went off like a parashute rocket <br /> <br />Written Tuesday August 2005<br /><br />Allan James Saywell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-luminary-poet/
